There is some things we do in life
We wish we could retrieve
The one action that triggers another
Having a result we can't conceive
That includes a hope or dream
That does not come true
Or, just not in quite the way
In which we would like it to
One of those moments I'd take back
That can still make me sigh and grieve
Was buying her a 'Good Fortune' bamboo plant
Never thinking that she’d ever leave